I am not the rebel I appear to be. I am not the stone faced, pink haired statue either. I am just a normal girl. I shouldn't even be here. It wasn't my fault.
Me? I'm innocent, a little bit anyway! ( contains swearing, some drug and alcohol use )
'I'm sorry Rose I feel like this is partly my fault.' His voice was sad, begging forgiveness. I had given up forgiving him, he no longer deserved it. I had ended up here, this academy because I needed 'help'.
'Partly? You jack ass, your bitch ass fake girlfriend spiked my drink and offloaded her drugs on me, and she probably fucking called the cops. Partly? You used me like a doll. I thought. I thought you were a brother. You were my best friend. 'I half shouted, I looked around the cold quiet room, the receptionist looked at me angrily.
'Okay, Okay so it's mainly my fault but I didn't punch the teacher, I didn't get drunk on campus or...' I didn't let him finish, he was right I did those things.
Ella is falling apart trying to live a "perfect" high school life. Then she meets Ren, who can see past her scars. Suddenly perfection isn't her only option.
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Ella Volkov is a gifted music student, but she's depressed and starting to crack under the pressure of high school. Her overbearing father won't even let her choose what instrument she plays. Then she finds herself alone at a party with Ren, her best friend's crush. She'd always thought he was rude, but after that night he's all Ella can think about. Now she's trapped. If Ella dates Ren, it will ruin her friendship with Jenny. But if she stays true to Jenny, she's losing the one person who can see past her scars. It's up to Ella to decide if she will forge her own path, or stay in the "perfect" box designed for her...
Content and/or Trigger Warning: depression, anxiety, self-harm, violence, sexual assault.
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